words in movies
Joey: Ahh, the babies miss me?
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Joey: Hey, best man number two, Joey Tribbiani. Now Im not good with the jokes like Chandler here. Boy...but ahh, I just want to say congratulation to the happy couple. I first met Ross in this coffee house back home...Home...New York City...Where everybody knows my name. Well anyway, I love you guys. (pointing at everyone.) But not as much as I love America. (Looking at Chandler.) Could we please..go home now?
Chandler: Ahh, you know what? That is....Who wouldnt want you?
Ross: Ahh, whoo-hoo!!(He runs back out the door.
Chandler: So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya... You okay?
Passenger: Ahh, ahh, excuse me.
Rachel: Oh. Im sorry. Im very sorry. Sorry. (She hums and sighs happily.) Its just, Im ahh, Im kinda excited. Im, ahh, going to London to ahh, tell this guy that I love him and... (He puts his headphones on to ignore her.)
Joey: Ahh Pheebs, you know youre still my number one girl.
Carol: Ahh, nooo!!
Pete: Ahh, Id throw another thousand on that.
Rachel: Yeah. Ahh, heres a box of your stuff. (hands him a box)
Chandler: So, ahh, what kind of powers would Gold Man have?
Phoebe: Ahh, his work is done.
The Salesman: Actually its, Vatican City. Now ahh, what do you know about vulcanised rubber?
Joey: (sees hes watching Baywatch) Ohhh. (sees he still has the chick) Ahh! What are you doing?! I thought you were gonna take her back to the store today.
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Joey: Oh, ahh, go to the window. Im wanna run down to the truck and show you something.
Joey: Well Ahh, (he sees Kate and the director kissing) yeah! Yeah, sure, a drink sounds great.
Monica: Ahh, Pete, the other day when you said you needed to talk, umm, just so I know, is it good news or bad news.
Rachel: (standing up) Ahh... Chandler's on the couch!!
Ross: Ahh, the one next to my foot. Sorry.
Phoebe Sr: Ahh, yes.
Ross: Ahh, no, Im good.
Chandler: Oh, ahh, no thanks, I just had an M&M.
Chandler: Ohh, she's pretty. Pretty ahh, pretty girl, the pretty--she's pretty.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.
Joey: Hey, dont get religious on me, ok. (Ross looks a little confused.) A guy in your position needs to be a little better at relaxing. You know. Why do you think we have the comfortable chairs? Huh...come here sit down. (Ross sits down.) Ready? (Joey flips the foot rest up.) Ahh!! (He reclines the chair fully.) Ohh, yeah!! Huh?!
Joey: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Like-like when Im doing something exciting and I dont wanna get too excited, I just ahh, yknow try to thing of other things like ah sandwiches, and ah baseball, and ah Chandler!
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
Joey: All right, Im here, lets ahh, get this over with.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, oh and I know, but this isnt what it looks like, cause Rick is my ahh, husband.
Interviewer: So it looks like youve got some great experience here. Lets see ahh, reason for leaving last job?
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
Ross: Ahh.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Drew: Ahh, I just got out of a big relationship, Im not looking for any thing serious.
Mark: Ahh! Fair, schmair! Y'know? Look, if you want to get back at Ross, I am here for you. Really? No-no, I say-I say, I say we get back at him right on this couch. Right here!
Chandler: Ahh, come on! Yknow whatyknow what, I think Im just gonna go home and call Kathy.
Rachel: Ohh, please! Cooking soothes me. (They kiss.) Ahh. So, dig in!
Susan: Ahh!
Chandler: Ahh, so how many cameras are actually on you?
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Phoebe: Just kidding. Ahh!
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
PHOEBE: No. This game is grotesque. Twenty armless guys joined at the waist by a steel bar, forced to play soccer forever. Ahh, hello, human-rights violation.
Janice: I know! I know! And then you lose your apartment! And then you lose your job! And then your ex-wife gets married so fast! And now the coffeeahh!! Ross, we need to talk.
Larry: Ahh that's the 2 points.
Joey: Ahhoy! That was the underwear I was wearing that night in London. Right Monica?
Ross: No! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! You can have this back when the five pages are done! (After Joey walks past, Ross throws the ball down in pain.) Ahh! (Chandler shows him the burn spots on his oven mitts.)
Chandler: Ah! Ahh!! Ahh!!
Rachel: Ahh.
Chandler: Ahh yes, the messers become the messies!
Rachel: Ahh .So Wow The spring line, its really going to be great this year, huh?
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
David: Ahh! Sh(Beep)it that hurt!
Chandler: Ahh, I think it just moved. Its really poking me.
Ross: (Looking at the posters.) Wow, cool poster. Or should I say groovy poster? (They sit down on the couch. Ross smiles and the black light fluoresces his teeth.) So, ahh, where were we?
Ross: Oh, hey, hey Rach, do you notice anything..ahh
Ross: Ahh, I-I did leave the gel on a little longer then it said to.
Chandler: Ahh, just like the apothecary tables of yore
Rachel: Ahh. Thank you!
Joey: Ahh, to be 13 again.
Monica: (startled) Ahh! Arent you dressed yet?
RICHARD: Ok. Ahh. One of my things is, I always separate my sweat socks from my dress socks.
Joey: Ahh, yes. (Pushes Rachel in front of himself so that she could do the talking.)
Chandler: (entering) Ahh, third base.
Ross: Ahh.
Monica: Ahh, Phoebe, I'm gonna miss you!
Ross: So I finally heard back from Aunt Sheryl and apparently it wasnt a mistake. Ahh, theres-theres limited seating in the hall.
Mr. Treeger:: Right. (Starts to leave) Hey, ahh, you wanna come? Marge has a girlfriend.
Elizabeth: Ahh, I just have one problem left that I do not know how to solve. Uhh, Rachel maybe you want to come upstairs and help me figure it out?
Richard: Ahh.
Rachel: (startled) Ahh, hi! Hi! Melissa, whats up? Im just uh, about to umm, go out to the store to get some stuff to put in my backpack. Yknow, like dried fruit and granola and stuff. Whats up? (She has put on the backpack.)
Ross: Right, they are scary. (He jumps up, screaming) Ahh, she just ate a treat out of my hand!!!
Rachel: Ahh!
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Ross: (Screaming) Im getting married today!! Ahh, whoo-hoo!!(He runs back out the door.)
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
(Ross just stands in the doorway, for like a minute Ahh! Whats going to happen next??!!! I cant make it all the way through the Olympics!!!)
Rachel: I knew it! I knew it, ahh .
Rachel: Ahh!
Rachel: Ahh
Phoebe: No. No! Yes! Ahh. Oh, would you look at that Monica? I just knocked off all of your top scores, how sad.
Rachel: Ahh, I dont believe you. I think you dont want them to see you begging me. (Goes to put the tape in the VCR)
Ross: No but ahh! How much easier would it be if it were?
Rachel: Ahh.
Joey: (frustrated) Ahh! There's gotta be a way. I mean, you know, if Monica and Chandler move out here and now Phoebe is married to Mike. That just leaves me and Ross and Rach, you know what I mean?
Everyone: No!!! Ah!! Ahh!!!
Phoebe: Ahh, toilet seat covers! Is that what you were doing while I was getting gas?
Chandler: (flattered) Ahh...
Chandler: Ahh, Merry Christmas; I miss you guys!
Joey: Ahh, wait, is Wendy the runner-up Miss Oklahoma?
Rachel: Ahh, yes, I will have a glass of the Merlot and uh, (points to Rosss seat.) he will have a white wine spritzer. Woo! (Looks out the window.) Hey, look at that, the airports moving. (Realizes that thats not how it works.) Hey, are we moving?! Are we moving? Why are we moving? Hey, time-out, umm, yeah, does the captain know that were moving? (Sits back in defeat.) Oh my God. Oh, my gosh.
Pete: Her names Ann, shes a journalist. Ahh, we met on the plane. She asked me if she could finish off my peanuts, I thought she said something else, we had a big laugh. Yeah, I just, I mean I got, I got tired of waiting.
Chandler: Ahh, Gepeto, $5,000 dollars? Are you insane?
Phoebe Sr: But umm, youre right. I think that a person should know where they come from. Wh-which is why I ah, (pause) ahh, (pause) okay. Im your mother.
Phoebe: So, here you are. It seems like yesterday I was talking to you in that little petri dish. Everyone said labor was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do, but they were wrong this is. Oh, I had the most fun with you guys! I wish I could take you home and see you everyday. Okay, I'll settle for being your favorite Aunt. I know Alice's sister has a pool, but you lived in me. Okay, so we're cool. Yeah, we're gonna be great. Little high fives! (Imitates the high fives.) Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! (One of the babies begins to cry.) Well, if you're gonna cry. (She starts crying.)
MR. GELLER: Ahh, what's a little mid-life crisis between friends?
Chandler: Ahh yes, the messers become the messies!
Phoebe: Oh this, well Im glad you asked. (She opens the case and removes a knife and an soda can.) Now, dont you hate it when you have to cut a tin can with an ordinary steak knife? (She efficiently cuts it in half.) Ahh! Now, I know what youre thinking
Joey: That's it! I'm tired of covering for you two! This has got to stop! (Realizes he still has the underwear in his hand.) Ahh! (Throws them towards Chandler's room.) And tighty-whiteys! What are you, 8?
Chandler: Well, y'know two regulars. And ah one that barely qualifies as... (starts to kiss her again, but she gets up.) Ahh, what?
Ross: Ahh, sorry, nothing you can do about it. Its one of my ah, rights as the ex-boyfriend. (closes his eyes again) Oop, oh yeah!
JOEY: Ahh, alright, alright, alright, I was young and I just wanted a job, OK. But at the last minute I couldn't go through with it so they let me be the guy who comes in to fix the copier but can't 'cause there's people havin' sex on it.
CHANDLER: Ahh, I believe my exact words were, 'Flaign,en - sten'. I mean I didn't know what to say, how do you know if you wanna do it on an elevator?
Chandler: Ahh, Hotties of the Paleontology Department, theres a big selling calendar, eh?